First Lines of Books:
  • “If you are interested in stories with happy endings, you would be better off reading some other book.”

  • “‘Where’s Papa going with that axe?’ said Fern to her mother as they were setting the table for breakfast.”

  • “The Herdmans were absolutely the worst kids in the history of the world.”

  • “Marley was dead, to begin with.”

  • The sun did not shine, it was too wet to play, so we sat in the house all that cold, cold wet day. I sat there with Sally. We sat here we two and we said "How we wish we had something to do."

  • All children, except one, grow up.

  • The Mole had been working very hard all the morning, spring cleaning his little home.

  • This is George. He lived in Africa.

  • Once there were 4 children whose names were Peter, Susan, Edmond, and Lucy.

  • These 2 very old people are the father and mother of Mr. Bucket.

  • "The night Max wore his wolf suit and made mischief of one kind and Max said 'I'LL EAT YOU UP!' so he was sent to bed without eating anything.

  • In the light of the moon a little egg lay on a leaf.

  • "Hard by a great forest dwelt a poor wood-cutter with his wife and his two children.

  • "Mr and Mrs Dursley, of number four Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much."__

  • When I stepped out into the bright sunlight from the darkness of the movie house, I had only two things on my mind: Paul Newman and a ride home."

  • The year that Buttercup was born, the most beautiful woman in the world was a French scullery maid named Annette._

  • It’s a funny thing about mothers and fathers. Even when their own child is the most disgusting little blister you could ever imagine, they still think that he or she is wonderful.

  • In the great green room, there was a telephone and a red balloon.

  • That Sam I am, that Sam I am, I do not like that Sam I am.

  • At the top of the key, I’m MOVING & GROOVING.__

  • “Good. Let’s get you set up in a chair, and the orthodontist will look at your teeth in a few minutes.”

  • Of the first few hauntings I investigated . . .I intend to say little, in part to protect the identity of the victims.

  • Graduation day. I can hardly stand still as my mother straightens my celebratory red tunic.

  • My nightmare started like this. I was standing on a deserted street in some little beach town.

  • He began his new life standing up, surrounded by cold darkness and stale, dusty air.